Mashing up the green movement, artistic collaboration and esoteric naming devices (consider Gnarls Barley), all of which are really hot among organic smoothie-sucking elite, Blake Hamster comes at us with manifesto in hand, burning down traditional e-tail norms and whatnot.
And while we're not sure what's happening in the picture at left (a rape? A drug transaction? An arm's-length grope?), we crazy-dig their eco-sexy overpriced fare.
Plus they come at a good time considering duds have finally surpassed electronics, revenue-wise, over the Internet.
A company makes a 12-month media buy and it passes as news worthy of publishing. We passed on the press release yesterday figuring, oh, who the hell wants to read about a company that just made a media buy? That's like sending out a press release when an agency holds a traffic meeting. MediaPost didn't pass on it and features it as it's first story in its Online Media Daily newsletter. We're not even going to mention the details because you can read all about it over at MediaPost..
Even funnier is the byline on the story. It took two entire human beings to make this story happen. OK, OK, they did make a phone call to one of the company's CEOs. Apparently, one person had to dial the number while the other asked the questions. OK, OK, 12 month online media commitments aren't common. OK, OK, supposedly it's a lot of money. Whatever. We have a traffic meeting to attend. Oh wait. We have to send out a release first. OK, now we can go. Later.
For this edition of Contextual Advertising Screw-Ups, a festive Pizza Hut ad appears atop a CNN story about a death row inmate who, for his last meal on earth, ordered pizza for a transient.
And while that was fuzzy-sweet of him, we weren't quite raring to order pizza online immediately thereafter.
(Note to Pizza Hut: add the word "killer" to campaign negative keywords.)
We do love a good contextual advertising screw-up. And because we're feeling nostalgic, let's tilt our heads and recall the time Expedia sent 35,000 troops to Iraq, or the time Microsoft sponsored the Wii contest water death, or the time a turpentine ad added texture to the tale of the pregnant girl who drank it to off herself.
The aptly named agency Mother, New York gives us Maternacord, the ultimate Mother's Day surprise.
Our favourite scene from the promo video:
Daughter: "It's tingling."
Mom: "That means it's working."
Why get Mom an iPod when you can umbilically reconnect? It's so deliciously creepy.
We just thought this was funny. And it wasn't that long ago, either.
In April 2004 Garrett French of Web Pro News wrote a post about Google's announcement of GMail - which, in Google's "loose, freewheeling" style, fell just before April Fool's Day.
"How long," French scoffed, "would it take before that ocean of email burst from the Google server farm and sank Washington?"
*Observes moment of silence for nostalgic wave*
Funny how standards can change.
We like gluelondon but we're not that impressed for their recent work done for Britain's Royal Navy recruitment efforts. Basically, it's a website that lets you send personalized video messages to your friends. Well, not all that personalized. From several videos of the Royal Navy doing their thing, one is chosen, the sender writes a message, chooses a name from a name list and then emails the thing to a friend or to the friends mobile.
Sadly, the site takes eons to load. It's one thing for a site to go through a slow pre-load which then results in a stellar experience but this site goes through a slew of very slow pre-loads, some of which stutteringly occur in the middle of the presentation which, itself, is far from stellar.
Targeted to 15-24 year olds, famous for their lack of attention span, we question how many will make it far enough through this site to actually click the Send button.
By gad, can it be? Why yes, it can! It's another CGM contest, this time for Malibu Rum's new Tropical Banana. All you have to do to win the cash prize is artistically interpret Banana Boat's "Day-O," made somehow less potent in a remix by DJ RJD2.
Be quick, yellow comrades - deadline's mid-June.
Hooray for acting like an ass on camera for cash. Though to be fair, if somebody handed us a check for $25,000 for dressing up like bananas and gyrating to a bad remix, we probably wouldn't drum up any angst. And if there's liquor in the deal (there would have to be), better still.
We can kind of see the esprit de coeur behind this Adidas wish-I-were-a-viral by glue London, but beyond that the sound effects drove us fucking insane.
It also takes more than an uploaded head and some doodles to imbibe the notion that impossible is nothing.
We know. In times of angst, we have exhausted the limits of Paint a number of times.
The PR guy's spiel:
"Slamdunk the moon and eat a flying shark in your own incredible adventure. Impossible Story lets users create a totally personalised animation in a matter of seconds. Anyone can be the star. Simply upload a picture of their head and use the A-Z keys to make your character achieve one unbelievable feat after another and then share your journey with your friends."
Forging on with the twisted but potentially viral Never Hide campaign, the folk at Feed Company befuddle us with Bikini Body Builder vs. Rubik's Cube.
Watch it. Really. Your life probably won't change but at least you'll have some reasonably amusing fodder to toss across the bar whilst drinking like a fish:
"So, like, there's this bikini bodybuilder, right..."
"Ew, gross! Those girls look like guys, ugh!"
"No, let me finish! She was wearing Ray Bans and that Borat swimsuit--"
"--and dancing around to some African drums--"
"--and solving a Rubik's Cube!"